She lifts up the carpet above the sea and sees for herself which lies beneath.
A goldfish bowl filled with a deeper meaning, a million other multitudes of people, places, and things.

A moment of chosen delirium. An implantation of living miracles. The absolute anomaly.
Cutthroat at being remotely controlled. It isn’t just blue, you know.

And neither is she.

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